From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 125 A traitor appears in the upper echelons of the Supervisory Council

Honglu Temple, Kyoto, Qing Dynasty.

In the largest room in this yamen, a negotiation that has attracted the attention of the whole world is going on with difficulty.

Fan Xian sat on the most inconspicuous chair, coldly observing the negotiations between the two countries that were like a tea party. His mind was not on this negotiation at all.

As a time traveler, he knew one thing very well: if you can't get it on the battlefield, you can't get it at the negotiation table.

This time, Qing State won a great victory. The negotiation table was just a hunting ground for them to grab the fruits of victory, and also a place of fame and fortune for these Qing State negotiators to gain credit.

The reason why he was able to become the deputy envoy of the negotiations was obviously not because of his talent, but simply because he needed to have some credit in order to marry Lin Wan'er.

Everyone knows this.

He doesn't need to do anything, just sit here, and he will get a big credit after the negotiations are over.

"In the blink of an eye, Ruoruo is pregnant. We don't know if it's a boy or a girl. As the eldest brother, what gift should I give her? Well, if it's a girl..."

"Bang! In that case, Your Excellency, please return...!"

Just as he was thinking about it, Xin Qiwu, who was sitting not far away, slammed the table and roared on the spot, bringing Fan Xian's thoughts back to the negotiations.

However, this negotiation was not fruitful as both sides were pursuing their own goals. Instead, it ended in a deadlock.

Even though everyone knows that they have reached a deadlock, they still have to pull the strings and talk nonsense when necessary. Otherwise, if a negotiation only lasts a quarter of an hour, it will seem that they are not working seriously enough.

So everyone kept dragging on until noon, when everyone's stomachs started growling, and then they dispersed and had their own meals.

Since they were working for the country, this meal was naturally a working meal, paid for by the government. In order to show the magnanimity of a great power, Nanqing directly ordered two tables of food from the famous Fenyang Tower restaurant nearby. After eating and drinking to their heart's content, Fan Xian's face showed a strange look.

Just now when he was eating, a waiter secretly slipped a note to him when he passed by.

"At the first quarter of the evening, see you at the Daoist Court."

This is the content of the note, signed by Guo Baokun.

Guo Baokun wanted to see him, and in this way.

A hint of hesitation flashed through Fan Xian's mind.

He admired Guo Baokun very much. After all, he had been in Kyoto for so long and had become an official. Looking at all the civil and military officials in the court, Guo Baokun was the only one he liked and admired.

Don't ask why.

The question is whether this is a truly honest official or a capable minister.

As a time traveler, he has also received nine years of compulsory education and has taken ideological and political courses. He has a clear understanding of the role of the Daoshensi in Daqing. This department has greatly improved the moral bottom line of officials. Note, it is not morality, but the bottom line.

From the information he found in the Supervisory Yuan as a chief judge, he knew that in the few years since the establishment of the Provincial Court, the number of cases of human trafficking and unexplained disappearance of children in Daqing has decreased a lot. Why has it decreased? Because the demand has decreased. Why has the demand decreased? It is because the Provincial Court has been investigating strictly and imposing severe penalties without giving face to anyone.

No matter if you are a high-ranking official in the court, a prince or a noble, or a powerful family in Kyoto, no matter who you rely on, as long as you violate the rules set by the Daoshensi, no one will intercede for you, and no one will give you face.

From those reduced data, we can see how unscrupulous and fucked up the officials in the Daqing court were in the past.

It is precisely because of the visible improvement that Guo Baokun has such a great reputation in Daqing, almost on par with those honest and capable officials in his previous life who were famous throughout history.

But at the same time, he also knew the delicate relationship between the Daoshensi and the Supervisory Yuan. From an organizational perspective, the Daoshensi was actually the ninth department of the Supervisory Yuan, but in fact, everyone knew that the Daoshensi was the prince's people, and the Supervisory Yuan had no control over the Daoshensi in daily business. Guo Baokun never gave Chen Pingping face.

The so-called ninth place is just a name.

"The East Palace and the Supervisory Council are in a state of turmoil right now, which clearly indicates a bad blood. Why would Guo Baokun come looking for me? What does he want from me? Is he trying to drag me over?"

Modern people have complicated brains. They think a lot when encountering things. The more they think, the more headaches they get.

He was distracted throughout the negotiations that afternoon. Fortunately, everyone knew that he was just there to gain experience and had a strong background, so no one expected him to play any role.

Fan Xian returned and wanted to talk to Fan Jian, but unfortunately, Fan Jian was kept in the Linhu Palace for a small meeting today to discuss the negotiations with Northern Qi. According to past experience, he would not be back until at least midnight. The emperor in the Linhu Palace was very energetic.

At two quarters past ten in the evening, Fan Xian changed his clothes, climbed over the wall of the Fan Mansion's backyard, and came to the banks of the Liujing River under the guise of night.

The reason he did this was because he considered that Guo Baokun probably didn't want others to know about the way he asked him out, so he chose to go in secret.

On the bank of Liujing River, a tall building stands on the shore, like a giant beast crawling, staring at the quiet river with ferocious eyes. It is the Daoshensi, which is famous at its peak.

Just after midnight, Fan Xian appeared in front of the building. At this time, some lights were still on in the Daoist Court, but most of the rooms were dark. The door was still open, and candles flickered in the hall, spreading a hazy yellow light. "The fourth room on the third floor."

As soon as I stepped into the door, I heard Guo Baokun's voice.

On the third floor, Fan Xian looked at the words "Director's Office" and his face twitched.

Every time he saw a similar sign, he had a feeling of unreality. Ye Qingmei's intrusion made the world seem a little out of place.

Knocked on the door.

"Come in yourself."

When Fan Xian pushed open the door, he saw Guo Baokun sitting in front of a huge solid wooden table, holding a document in his hand and frowning.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Guo Baokun looked up and glanced at him.

As his gaze fell, Fan Xian felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness in his heart, as if he had been completely seen through, as if all his privacy, private matters, the darkness and dirty thoughts in the corners of his heart had been seen through in an instant.

The world's evaluation of Guo Baokun flashed through my mind.

Guo Baokun has the eyes of an eagle and the gaze of a wolf, and Director Guo’s eyes are as sharp as lightning.

This is a person with a great reputation, but no one wants to get close to the legend.

After taking a look, Guo Baokun's frown relaxed and a satisfied smile flashed across his face.

"Yes, your purity is very high!"

"Purity?" Fan Xian raised his head in surprise, a look of confusion flashing across his face.

"This capital is a giant cesspool. Everyone in it is inevitably contaminated by its stench, whether it's the pigs in the imperial court or the students who come to the capital to study. Before entering the capital, perhaps everyone was full of ambition and ideals, but after rolling around in this cesspool, everyone inevitably emits a foul stench. Few people are as uncontaminated as you, maintaining such a high level of purity. It seems I've found the right person."

Pigs in the court!

Was his father Fan Jian also scolded?

This is so embarrassing!
However, he roughly understood what Guo Baokun meant by "purity".

"Master Guo, thank you for your compliment." He smiled awkwardly and clasped his fists. He asked, "I've been summoned today. What instructions do you have?"

"It's not really an order. You're a Supervisory Commissioner, and your rank is the same as our directors." Guo Baokun said with a smile, "Please take a seat. This matter is a bit troublesome. After much thought, I think you're the only one who can help."

Fan Xian sat down at the table and said, "Lord Guo thinks too highly of me. I've only just arrived in Kyoto and don't know anything. How can I be of any help?"

"Look at this first."

Guo Baokun picked up a note from the table and handed it to Fan Xian.

Fan Xian took the note. It contained only one sentence: "The Jinyiwei are acting strangely, targeting Yan Bingyun."

"Yan Bingyun?" Fan Xian looked at the unfamiliar name and asked in confusion, "Who is he?"

"He's Yan Ruohai's biological son. He infiltrated Northern Qi four years ago and is in charge of their intelligence network. He's a very capable man, and he's very successful at his job. This time, at least half of the credit for Daqing's victory should go to him. Now, he's been targeted by Northern Qi's Jinyiwei. No, he should have been arrested by now."

"What? Director Yan's son?" Fan Xian was shocked, and couldn't help but admire Yan Bingyun. The son of a high-ranking official, he ran to Northern Qi to be a rat for four years and achieved such great success. If it were him, he might not be able to do it.

"Yan Bingyun's identity is very secretive. Only a few high-ranking officials within the Supervisory Commission know about it. Even I don't know."

"Even you don't know, then this..."

"In Northern Qi, the Daoist Court had its own line of inquiry. They stumbled upon the actions of the Jinyiwei and discovered they were investigating Yan Bingyun. Using their connections, they secretly accessed the Jinyiwei's files and learned of this." As he spoke, he handed the information he had in his hand to Fan Xian. "This is what my people found out from the Jinyiwei."

"This..." For a moment, Fan Xian didn't know what to say.

He had also heard of the Jinyiwei of Northern Qi, which was as famous as the Supervisory Council of Southern Qing. You could even access the confidential information of such an organization. So, are you the director of the Daoshensi of Southern Qing or the head of the Jinyiwei of Northern Qi?
However, he was soon attracted by the content of the information. After a long while, he put down the information in his hand, let out a long sigh, and exclaimed, "Master Yan, you are amazing!"

"Yes, Yan Bingyun is very capable. He acts meticulously, without leaks, and never makes mistakes, but so what?" A hint of sarcasm flashed across Guo Baokun's face. "If there's a problem at the root, no matter how well he does, it's useless."

"Master Guo means..."

"There's a traitor among the upper echelons of the Overwatch Council." Guo Baokun looked at Fan Xian with a burning gaze. "I need your help in digging this traitor out."

(End of this chapter)